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All my life i've been told to just be myself, now all I can hear is "why can't you be just like everybody else?"
If I'm not weird, if I'm not a freak, if I'm not different... I'm not me.
A glimmer of weakness, a puddle of fear, trickling down your sorrow face, this is what we call a tear.